When I was at the lake with Bug’s family a couple weeks ago, it was the opposite of when we’d been there for the 4th of July.
It was so quiet…peaceful. It was strange, but in a nice way, to be on a completely silent beach, walking alone.
I’m not sure what this random hut was about…?
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